For the Void Yuan Realm Supreme and the Void Yuan Realm martial artists, this was the most fantastic era, as the difficulty of breaking through had dropped to the lowest ever.

But it is also the most cruel era, not only the skills after the breakthrough cannot be compared with the predecessors, but the life span is also greatly reduced.

Pegasus Dynasty, the land of the Western Regions.

In the ruins, the lonely figure gradually weathered. This is a man in black, who exudes a strong sense of death.

"Seniors. ”

Shi Xiaole looked at the other party and stopped talking.

The man in black said: "I have nothing to fear of death, thank you for coming to see me off." ”

He is the Necromantic Supreme, who once incarnated as the last lord of the Yanbei Kingdom in the Western Regions, and it was here that Shi Xiaole found a black stone that emitted a dead air. (Chapter 1067)

It was with that black stone that Shi Xiaole was able to enter the Cave of Life and Death, and obtained the essence of death qi from the dwelling place of the Supreme Necromancer. (Chapter 1223)

The Necromantic Supreme is also a friend of the Holy Monarch, and by chance, a wisp of his ghost wandered the world and fell into the Yanbei country, and was later framed as a person in the demon path, causing the entire Yanbei country to be destroyed.

This is the only time in the long life of the Necromantic Supreme that he owes someone else, so when he is dying, he deliberately chooses this place.

"You don't have to do anything for me, I'm an indifferent person, I have no intention of coming, I have no intention of going, just let it take its course. ”

Shi Xiaole bowed deeply and watched the Necromantic Supreme disappear in place. Among the people he has seen, perhaps only the Necromantic Supreme has truly seen through life and death, and has no attachment.

One after another, the ancient supreme turned into Dao Qi.

In the twenty-thousandth year of Shi Xiaole's disappearance.

There are only four ancient supremes left: Immortal Scholar, Wu Zun, Holy Love Son, and Fire Zombie Ancestor, and these four people have also reached the end of their lives.

Legacy Peak.

Dressed in blue, the elegant and handsome holy son, he drank the wine sent by the immortal scholar with a smile, and said: "Your wine-making skills are really getting better and better, don't practice martial arts in the next life, just be a wine master, and ensure glory and wealth." ”

The immortal scholar scolded with a smile: "When death is coming, you can still say such cool words, I really admire you!"

The Holy Lady smiled and shook his head, if crying would increase his lifespan, he wouldn't mind shedding a few tears.

After drinking the last sip of wine, the Holy Love Prince tied the wine gourd around his waist and said, "Immortal brother, you might as well leave this thing to me as a souvenir." ”

The immortal scholar was still laughing, but his nose was sour, and he couldn't speak in a choked voice.

Wu Zun on the side simply closed his eyes.

The characters of the same era have all turned into the qi of the Great Dao one by one and returned to heaven and earth, and now, it is finally their turn. His sorrow was not death, but parting.

If death is another beginning, then in the future, can you meet friends again, drink and talk? After all, you have to go on the road alone, perhaps, this is the most original face of life.

"180,000 years ago, the first battle between heaven and earth, it was at this time that Dao Jisheng betrayed us, and many people were killed!

Sensing that the power was beginning to corrode him, the Holy Lover shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the immortal scholar and Wu Zun were also violently shaken, and when they saw that this friend's body began to blur, their hearts ached, but they couldn't do anything about it.

A sword qi stabbed from the void, decomposing the supreme power of the Holy Love Son into qi and spiritual power. At the last glance, the Holy Love Prince saw the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him and showed a hint of a smile.

Why.

In the fifth year of the death of the Holy Princess, Wu Zun followed in his footsteps. Shi Wuwu, who was recognized as invincible under the owner of the big village, knelt on the ground and personally sent his uncle a ride, tears streaming down his face.

Xi Xianglei's eyes were also blurred with tears, and she couldn't help shouting: "Brother!"

Wu Zun laughed.

The corpse in the pool of life and death, add another one.

Another fifteen years passed.

In the depths of the Fire Zombie Palace, there was a roar of unwillingness to despair.

The ancestor of the once bloody and fierce dragon spirit was no different from an ordinary old man who was about to die, with shriveled skin and a rickety body, like a tall skinny skeleton that could be blown down by a gust of wind.

But that's how he was, with one punch, he caused a large part of the void to collapse, the sky shook, and the several peak Void Yuan Realm formations on the periphery were almost shattered and crumbling.

A figure in green clothes appeared in the formation without warning, and the fist was close to his body, and then dispersed for no reason.

"It's you!"

The Ancestor of Fire Zombie looked at Shi Xiaole in disbelief.

Today's supreme has basically only 50,000 years of life, if I remember correctly, Shi Xiaole has been the supreme for more than 20,000 years, but looking at its breath, it is as deep as the starry sky, his long hair is black and shiny, and his skin is moist and shiny, just like the rising sun, and the breath of life is extremely vigorous!

"You, how did you do that?"

The Ancestor of Fire Zombie asked enviously.

Shi Xiaole didn't answer, but said, "If you want, I can help you and put you into the pool of life and death." ”

The position of the station is different, and the attitude towards the world is also different, and now Shi Xiaole has already let go of all grievances, because no one deserves to be his enemy.

Rather than wanting to save the ancient supreme, it is better to keep the memories and time of the past years.

The secret of the pool of life and death, only a very small number of people know, the ancestor of the fire zombie happens to be one of them, he first showed a look of interest, but after a moment, he laughed.

"The old man has been to the cemetery of Wu'er Yuan Sword Emperor, and there, I found your breath. ”

"Back then, the Yuan Sword Emperor wanted to take it away, but he was killed by me. ”

In the eyes of the Ancestor of the Zombie Spirit, a strong killing intent flashed, and he suddenly roared angrily: "Although the old man is greedy for life and afraid of death, he also doesn't want to be looked down upon by his own son! What is the life and death pool of Laoshizi, but it is your wishful thinking! The surname Shi, if it weren't for your skill not being as good as you, the old man would have already killed Jiuxuan Mountain to avenge my son, hahaha, the old man finally doesn't have to be afraid of you!"

In the midst of wild laughter, the ancestor of the fire stiffness turned into the qi of the Great Dao and dispersed little by little. At the end of his life, he finally spoke his heart happily, and he was hearty.

Shi Xiaole sighed softly.

The skill of the immortal scholar is not as good as that of the ancestor of the fire zombie, but what he has comprehended is the immortal martial arts, and his vitality is extremely amazing, according to Shi Xiaole's estimate, he can live for several more decades.

Unexpectedly, the immortal scholar survived for two hundred years, and then the oil ran out.

"Big farmer, do we really have a goodbye day?"

The immortal scholar asked.

"As long as there is hope, there is a chance. What people fear most is self-abandonment. ”

Shi Xiaole replied.

The immortal scholar nodded, looked at the sky, and muttered to himself: "Holy Monarch, Three Divine Generals, Wu Venerable, Holy Love Son, Blue Lotus Sword Venerable...... I really want to be with you again and drink 300 cups. ”

For the first time in his life, this cynical ancient supreme shed tears and rubbed the wine gourd on his waist. He told Shi Xiaole that he would save the wine in it until he said goodbye to those old friends before drinking it together.

Shi Xiaole was sad in his heart, and he should be.

In the years since, even Xi Xianglei, who has recovered her memory and skills, Queen Wu, and even Wu Xuanyu, have come to the end of their lives one after another.

They who have succeeded in rebuilding have almost been reborn, but they have only lived thousands of years longer than others. Under the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth, the essence of life cannot increase their lifespan.

So far, the ancient supreme beings of 180,000 years ago have all disappeared from the world.

The most ruthless time is that no one can escape.

When the 50,000-year limit came, the new supremes finally felt the grief and helplessness of the ancient supremes.

One after another of the great avenue of energy, back to heaven and earth.

Someone made a statistic that in just one year, there were three hundred and sixty-eight fewer supremes in the world. They should be the weakest group, if it weren't for the perfection of the rules of heaven and earth, they would not be able to enter this column smoothly in their lifetime.

In another five years, that number reached a staggering 786.

After this, the number of supreme beings who perished finally began to decrease year by year.

Obviously, these supremes left behind are the amazing people who really overwhelm an era, their strength is unfathomable, and they have passed the basic limit.

But in the days to come, the power of the rules of heaven and earth they endured became more and more terrifying, and it intensified day by day, and their strength regressed by an astonishing magnitude.

Fortunately, when the rules of heaven and earth changed, these supremes were thinking hard about a way out, thinking that 200,000 years ago, some supremes abolished their cultivation in an alternative way and escaped into the world to avoid the rules, so they followed suit.

Unfortunately, this method requires an extremely long period of thinking and refinement, and even so, the probability of success is extremely low. In history, only Wu Xuanyu and Blue Lotus Sword Venerable completed it.

Shi Xiaole couldn't stop it, and he didn't have the right to stop it, he just sincerely hoped that these people would be able to go smoothly and return after many years.

Stretching as far as the eye can see, the South China Sea.

The Emperor of the Hundred Battles foresaw that the limit had arrived, so he left the Hundred Battles Building alone half a month ago, wanting to take a look at the world that he had lived in for many years at the end.

He saw Shi Xiaole waiting there in front of him and greeted him happily.

"The owner of the great village is really a celestial person, and he has not been affected by the rules of heaven and earth. It's a pity that Lingmo died, and I made a bet with him about this. ”

The Emperor of the Hundred Battles was amazed.

"Before the Spirit Ink Supreme died, I met him. ”

Shi Xiaole said.

The Hundred Battles Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then stomped his feet and scolded: "That bastard, he is still so cunning! He must have known that he would probably lose, so he left early." ”

The two walked together, chatted about the past, and talked about the time when they were in the land of creation, snatching Shi Xiaole's stone of creation, and in the creation platform, fighting for the life and death of the land of creation, they were all embarrassed.

Looking back, it was more than 55,000 years ago.

"Big farmer, I always owe you an apology. ”

The Emperor of the Hundred Battles suddenly paused, bowed to Shi Xiaole, and then said: "What I admire most in my life is the owner of the big village, I can see the golden face of the owner of the big village before I die, and I have no regrets in this life." The owner of the village, Shi Shaoxia, Yue has taken his leave!"

"Take care all the way!"

Shi Xiaole said softly, sighing in his heart.

He just said the existence of the pool of life and death, but the Emperor of the Hundred Battles just smiled, Shi Xiaole understood what the other party meant, and could only look at this legend of the South China Sea, and gradually drifted away.

In front of a lonely village, a tombstone stands with the word Yue engraved on it.

The Emperor of Hundred Battles stood in front of the tombstone, in which lay the woman he loved the most in his life, but also hurt the most, crying and laughing: "I have often dreamed of you recently, I should have come to you a long time ago." ”

60,000 years.

The supreme in the world is almost invisible.

Even Zhang Xiangfeng, Gui Zhixing, Mu Ling, Duanmu Keren, Hua Yiyun, Meng Xiaoliu and Shi Xiaoba of the Mengshi clan, as well as the ancestors of Mengshi who broke the seal and were promoted to the supreme have all passed away one after another.

Shi Wuwu is also gone.

He did not enter the pool of life and death, but left Jiuxuan Mountain tens of thousands of years ago, wanting to walk out of his own way in the vast red dust, and there has been no news since then.

There are also Hong'er and Beigong Shiling, these two girls who will never grow up, and one day they will be gone, and all the forces up and down Jiuxuan Mountain have been dispatched, but they still can't be found.

Since then, Shi Xiaole has not reappeared, because there is no one in the world who can touch his mind.